Tuesday, January 31

Get the first four books in L.H. Cosway’s Hearts series, plus the BRAND NEW bonus novella, Cross My Heart. From quirky heroines to heartthrob heroes and exhilarating plot lines, The Hearts Series is a collection of interconnected standalone novels that will have you glued to the pages

The Hearts Boxset Bundle includes:

Six of Hearts (book #1)

Hearts of Fire (book #2)

King of Hearts (book #3)

Hearts of Blue (book #4)

Cross My Heart (bonus novella #5.75)

Iris Garrigan has nothing.

Well, that’s not entirely true. She has her trusty Doc Martin boots. She has her Bowie obsession. And she has the stray cat that sneaks into her bed and keeps her company at night – it’s a quid pro quo relationship. The cat gets a warm body and she gets something alive beside her when she would otherwise be alone.

She also has a job. Sure, washing dishes hardly has her rolling in dough, but with no permanent abode it’s the best she can do. She knows her new boss only lets her work in his restaurant out of pity, but she isn’t above cashing in on a little human compassion if it means she can survive to live another day.

Everything is going fine until Liam Cross starts to take notice of her, poking his newly minted police badge where it doesn’t belong. And if he doesn’t quit soon her not so legal living situation could find her in hot waters. Little does she know, Liam isn’t just being nosy, he’s trying to help. Iris has no idea that he’s been watching her for months, and that he’s completely enamoured with her strange and peculiar ways.

When Liam discovers her secret Iris has two options: stay and face the music or run for the hills.

***Cross My Heart is a contemporary romance novella and tells the story of the youngest Cross brother, Liam Cross.***

“So, what do you do when you’re not scrubbing dishes for my brother, Iris?”

The way he said my name made my pores tingle again. It felt luxurious somehow, like a caress. “I talk to my cat. I read. I wander.” Talk to Bowie.

“You wander?”

“Yeah, I like to choose a starting point and let my feet lead the way.”

He looked displeased hearing this. “Only during the day, I hope.”

Huh. Was he worried about me? Nah, he was just being a copper. Nosy. I shrugged.

“Sometimes at night. I’m good at being invisible though, so I rarely run into trouble.”

His displeasure increased. “How often is rarely?”

I tilted my head. “Why do you care?”

His expression turned serious. “A tiny little thing like you wandering around in the dark is a recipe for trouble. Do you realise how easy it’d be for someone to just pluck you up off the street and do whatever they wanted?”

Ha! That was a laugh. The street was my home. I knew how to survive there, and I’d done fine so far. “Just because I’m little doesn’t mean I’m not tough. Let some fucker try to pluck me up. It wouldn’t end well for him.” I stabbed my forked into the empty plate with force to emphasise my point.

For some reason the action made him smile again, but this time there was a spark of calculation behind his eyes. “So, if I were to grab you right now, push you up against that wall,” he paused and gestured to the wall by the door, “you’d be able to fend me off?”

I swallowed. Not surprisingly, that visual wasn’t as scary to me as it should’ve been. Instead my gut twisted with anticipation. Do it.

Do it.

I nodded casually. “Sure.”

“Let’s try it, then.” He moved to get up and suddenly my courage fled.

I forced a laugh. “No, thanks.”

He shot me a wry look. “No?”

“No.”

“So, you’re all talk then.” He folded his arms, pleased with himself, and it made me want to punch him. I’d never been good at backing away from a challenge.

I grit my teeth. “Fine.”

His gaze flicked to my mine, his pupils dilating. I didn’t care to ponder what that meant. Without another word, he advanced on me. My heart hammered and I was too fascinated to react when he lifted me up off my chair, carried me across the room, and slammed my back into the wall. I exhaled choppily when he used one hand to grip my neck and the other to hold me down. My chest rose and fell as I looked up at him, entirely too engrossed.

What was he going to do next? I wriggled my hips, though not to break free. He made a curious noise in the back of his throat. I tilted my head. He looked pissed. Huh.

“Iris,” he practically growled.

“Y-yes?”

“You aren’t doing anything.”

“Should I be?”

His hand on my neck loosened. “I just physically assaulted you and you haven’t lifted a finger to stop me.”

“Sorry.”

He let out a frustrated sigh. “Don’t fucking apologise. Fight back.”

Fight back.

Right. It was a little hard to do that when all I wanted was for him to tear off my clothes and do very, very bad things to me. But I had to prove a point. I had to show him I could protect myself. Summoning my resolve, I twisted in his hold and tried to get my leg up so I could knee him in the balls. Unfortunately, his entire body was pressed into mine, preventing all movement.

I continued twisting, testing his strength, but I couldn’t find a single weak spot. In the end, I let out a frustrated sigh and relented.

“Fine. You win. Maybe I won’t go wandering at night anymore.”

“I’m not trying to be a dickhead. I’m just trying to make you more aware of the dangers,” he said, releasing me and taking a step back.

No, don’t go.

I’d been warm with him on me. Warmer than I’d been in a very long time.

I cleared my throat. “Job well done.”

He seemed conflicted, his eyes wandering over me and then to his watch. He swore under his breath. “I have to go.”

“Okay.”

He eyed me seriously. “Think about what I said, yeah? Don’t have me worrying.”

Blurb

Cole King… the name alone leaves a bad taste in my mouth, a reminder of how he broke my trust in the worst way possible. My best friend of twenty fucking years. He had my back and I had his. Always. Until he crossed the line.Now visions of him sinking between my girl’s legs, making her scream in all the ways only I should’ve been doing, haunt me, mixed with images of all the ways I can rip his damn throat out. I’ve tried to forget it and move on, but I can’t. Ways to inflict even just a small portion of the pain he made me feel fucking consumes me. Somewhere in his fucked up, twisted mind, he thought it would be okay to share my girl. Now…Now, he gets to see what it feels like to share what is his. Brooke Collins… Hopefully she can handle both of us, because I intend to make Cole work for her. The hard part will be making sure she falls for the right one in the end. I don’t intend for that to be me… At least, not until I get a taste of her. That one touch alone is enough to change the fucking game.

Review

You just know... It's guaran-damn-teed... when you read a Victoria Ashley book it's gonna get hot. It's gonna need alone time and plenty of fluids for hydration! This? This is why i love this author she's one of my faves!

This book is about Jameson. We join him just as his life is going to hell. Betrayed by his best friend and girlfriend of 4 years he's drinking his life away and holding onto his anger. He's desperate for revenge on his friend as he thinks this will make him feel better and get his friendship back on track.

The friend that betrays him Cole is having fun with a new girl Brooke. When Jameson see's her he knows what he's gonna do. He's gonna get back at his friend and have some fun with Brooke. No feelings he's just going to make Cole work to keep this girl. Having had threesomes before Cole and Jameson aren't new to this but Cole knows this isn't about fun it's about revenge.

I loved it!!! When one scene of them not even touching gets you so hot and bothered you have to turn the heating down and take a breather you know you're onto a good one!! Mother effers!! Jameson is so hot he needs no hands no no nor his *private parts* touching his girl no no he just has to be in her presence! I want him!! New Book boyfriend fantasy alert! Oh yes! Jameson Daniels will hit the top of your list! When we finally get the three of them together? Bleeding hell! Make sure you're alone for that bit! or maybe with a *friend*.

It's not just sex though. He's kinda sweet in a rough way. He can't help developing feelings for Brooke and of course that can't turn out well for any of them.

Brooke is a fantastic strong woman. I love how open and free she is sexually. Most books make girls embarrassed of their feelings not this one. Brookes up for the two hotties and who the hell can blame her?

Jameson and Brooke together are like magnets that can't be pulled apart. The connection between them jumps out at you and makes you a little jelly if I'm honest! I want to be in her place!

The story keeps you gripped because you care almost instantly about them and of course the hotness coursing through the pages has you screaming for more more more!

I loved the additional characters too. I wanted to hate Cole at the start but as the story goes on i started to really like him. He may be a bit of a Douche but he's a lovable one. Their other friends Rev and Rowdy have also captured my attention. I'm a healthy woman of course of they have! And Brooke's best friend Karson is a lot of fun i can't wait to see what happens with her.

This book has everything you need for a great night in. Hotness level - bazillion! Excitement - flipping those pages like a mofo! Love - jelly i wanna be Brooke! Fun - ooooh yeah baby!

About the Author

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author.

Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.

She lives for a good romance book with bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she's not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows.

“Don’t have a best friend that’s a girl” — this was the advice from my older cousin. I didn’t take it. Because he followed with, “friends don’t f*ck friends. And you’ll want to f*ck her.” It was terrible advice. My cousin should’ve told me that being best friends with Baylee Wright — since she was twelve — would be the best and worst decision of my life. He should have told me to protect her from what was coming. He should have told me that when a darkness crawled towards us, there’d be no safety net. Now I’ve signed back on to the same Vegas acrobatic show as Baylee, working together for the first time in years. And she tells me that she’s having trouble in a certain “area” of her life — because of our past. “You can help me fix it,” she says. And then she hands me a list.

About Krista & Becca Ritchie

Krista & Becca Ritchie are New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors and identical twins—one a science nerd, the other a comic book geek—but with their shared passion for writing, they combined their mental powers as kids and have never stopped telling stories. Now in their early twenties, they write about other twenty-somethings navigating through life, college, and romance. They love superheroes, flawed characters, and soul mate love. They are the New Adult authors of the Addicted series and Calloway Sisters spin-off series, and you can find them on almost every social media, frolicking around like wannabe unicorns.